Hitsuji, Hoeru (羊、吠える) Lyrics
BY  Mr.Children
ALBUM  Supermarket Fantasy

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bokura no genjou ni toritateta henka wa nai
ii koto ‘ 49 (yon ju kyu) ‘ iya na koto ‘ 51 (go ju ichi) ‘ no hiritsu
amari ooku no kitai wo mou jibun ni yosete inai
tokidoki homete kureru hito ni deau sore de juubun

fuku kita inu wa kagami no mae nani wo omou no darou ka ?
koko 2, 3 (ni, san) nichi wa sonna koto wo kangaete iru

ookami no chisuji ja nai kara
isso hitsuji no koe de hoeru
‘ baka mitai ‘ to warau kimi ni kizukanu furishi nagara

bokura no shinjou wa 50 / 50 (fifty/ fifty) datta yo ne
demo itsushika boku no aijou dake ga fukuran deta

karameta yubi ni chikara wa nai sore wo wakatte te mo
mizukara hodoku yuuki mo nai mama sugoshite iru

nagurareta nara mou kataippou no hoo wo sashidasu you ni
isagiyoku ikireta nara donnani ka suteki darou
dare ka ga aketa tobira shimaranu sono uchi ni toorinukeru
konna iyarashii shuusei ni atama wo kaki nagara
sukoshi nikumi nagara

nagurareta nara mou kataippou no hoo wo sashidasu you ni
isagiyoku ikireta nara donnani ka suteki darou
ookami no chisuji ja nai kara
kyou mo hitsuji no koe de hoeru
‘ baka mitai ‘ to warau kimi ni kizukanu furishi nagara
sukoshi nikumi nagara
fukaku aishi nagara



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There’s been no change in our status,
we’re still about 49% good versus 51% bad.
I don’t get much in the way of expectations anymore
every now and again if I can meet someone who praises me,
that’s good enough.

I wonder what a dog thinks when it sees itself in the mirror wearing clothes?
For the past two or three days, these are the kind of things I think about.

I’m of no blood relation to the wolf
so instead I bark like a sheep
I pretend not to notice when you laugh and call me “silly.”

Our faith was about 50/50
but one day only my love was growing

There’s no power in these entwined fingers
even though I see this,
I haven’t the strength to undo them, so I keep on.

They say if you’re struck, turn the other cheek.
How wonderful it would be if we could have the good grace to live so.
I slip through a door that someone else opened
just before it shuts.
As I scratch my head at this repulsive habit
and worry a bit.

They say if you’re struck, turn the other cheek.
How wonderful it would be if we could have the good grace to live so.
I’m of no blood relation to the wolf
so instead I bark like a sheep
I pretend not to notice when you laugh and call me “silly.”
as I worry a bit
and love deeply.



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